Raj
I was waiting at the Coimbatore International Airport for an hour after surveying the area without piquing anyone's interest. After ten years, Thooriga, the Heiress of the Harshvardhan Estate is returning to claim her properties as it's her birthday tomorrow.
I left the estate last night and went to a nightclub I always visit. I took the façade of a party animal, an irresponsible head of personal security who spends his night in the club and fucks pretty women. Well, I did get off with hot girls from the club but only after checking details about the Heiress's security.
I sent Thooriga far away to keep her safe. I knew that her life is under danger and within the estate range it is even more dangerous. After a lot of scrutiny I decided to send her to a residential school at Cape Town, I also appointed personnel to keep an eye on her. Keeping her whereabouts safe was more difficult than keeping her safe.
So, I kept on changing her place of stay, even the person who was working for me to look over Thooriga, never knew who was their employer or why they were stalking her. They were instructed to only check on her 24X7 and go for her help when she is in trouble.
Initially, I approached the men to search for a student named Thooriga studying in a particular school or college and stalk her. I never shared any of her old photos or got a new one from them. Also, while sending Thooriga away, I instructed her not to mail any letter to anyone including me. So, it has been ten years since I had seen or heard from Thooriga.
I used the nightclubs to cover what I'm doing to keep Thooriga safe. I always knew that someone had been watching my every action, so I decided to play it that way. Taking up the role of an irresponsible playboy bodyguard attending nightclubs and picking up girls, was an easy thing to get lost in the crowd.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I used to escape from the club through the back exit unnoticed and posted mail to Thooriga through the post box at the end of the alley that connects to the main road. It has always been one way communication and a couple of times with the instructions, documents and tickets for her next move.
My life was too busy and stressful with the estate management and Thooriga's security. I never had time to look for a real woman, with whom I can fall in love and have a family. But I'm also a man with needs and this nightlife act helped me to release my stress in many different ways.
Now that with Thooriga returning home, I can be a full-time bodyguard rather than spending my nights in the club. Finally, I may also have some time for myself or even find someone special once the management is handed over to the heiress.
My thoughts get interrupted as I feel like someone is hovering behind me, and I turn to get dashed by a girl as we both fall on the floor. My hands feel a soft sponge like a body sprawled on top of me. My nostrils absorb the smell of strawberry and rose.
The girl raises her head, and her right-hand goes near the left side of my face as I hear a grabbing sound of some metal. "Here you are," she says as she sits upon me, and wears her ring.
My eyes meet the dark orbs of hers, and my blood flows downwards as I'm now facing the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her jet black hair that cascades down her chest that calls for me to grasp them and those curves of her that are sculptured righteously begging for me to caress them.
She is sitting exactly on top of my crotch, and a blush creeps up her cheeks as she feels my body responding under her. Finally, she looks around before getting up from top of me. She extends her hand for me to get up and I take it laughing as I raise up on my feet.
"Seems like we made a show," I tell her.
"Well, yeah," she replies, "But you will make more if you don't adjust your coat."
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Bodyguard of the Heiress
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